Part one: A short story about a young boy and a girl in the village: In Rek land, a young boy by name Alir was born into a destitute & a generous parent. One midday, Alir went out to engage with his friends in a nearby river not far away from home. On his way, he linked up with a young girl his age-group and situated next door carrying a water pot. Both of them felted cheered up as they trekked to the riverbank. She was going to fetch some water on the same river, she greeted him politely and Alir retorted with a smile face. This was the first time they had an approachable conversation and they both smiled freely and continuously. She asked why he never come to their home one day? He said, my parent didn’t give me a consent to go to your house without a genuine reason. Alir added, it'll be exasperating and discourteous to turn up in your family home and ask to see you at this young age, I will be castigated for that. She replied, I will apprise my parents that Alir is c